Creak~
Daoist priest Xuanqing opened the door of the Taoist temple, set up the wooden sign he had made earlier, and then looked down the mountain.
Most of the incense guests were young men and women, with a few middle-aged people among them, but not a single elderly person to be seen.
But, on second thought,
Although Qingping Mountain is not as tall and steep as Mount Tai, Five Mountains, the path here is not easy to walk. Even for young people, it takes one or two hours of non-stop walking, let alone the elderly.
In his memory, for such a long time, it seemed that only an old lady had come up the mountain to burn incense.
It seems that the path needs to be repaired better in the future.
...
After waiting for about half an hour,
The first wave of incense guests had entered the Taoist temple.
They followed the signpost to the main hall and saw Xuanqing sitting on the cushion.
What a man with an immortal and unworldly air!
